"Bad!" Old Liu angrily said: "You are lazy when you are at home. Can you still expect you to be diligent outside? Is it possible? If you don't do your own job, you can still do other people's good things?"
Liu Xincheng blushed and stammered: "That's because my mother is at home, and she has done it for me. I am used to being natural, so I do less. But outside, I do it very well. The newspaper office
Although I quit my job, you can go and inquire with your old friends. I have never slacked off for a day. As long as it is my job, I have to complete every article and every manuscript seriously.
Really, if someone hires me with money, I have to do my job well. This is my basic principle of being a human being."
"Since that's the case, why don't you continue to do it?" Old Liu frowned and smiled bitterly: "Child, do you think an iron rice bowl unit like the Provincial Daily is easy to enter? Your dad, I licked my face and asked someone for help, plus you
I can still get a college degree, but I finally got this job. I'm fine, but I quit when I turned around and worked unhappy. Behind your elegance is the countless blood and tears of your father and mother. How can you be so free and easy
ah?"
Liu Xincheng was quiet and whispered: "It's not that I don't understand your hard work to raise us, but I... I don't like a constant job. Dad, I really can't imagine that a job will last for thirty or forty years--I
Can't imagine it! I've been working for less than three or four months and I'm almost crazy! Do you know? I don't like it, but I have to force me to do it myself, and I have to do it. I can't stand it after three or four months
Then you let me be for thirty or forty years - then you might as well kill you!"
Old Liu sighed and shook his head: "What did I kill you? Why did I raise you? Your brother is a man, and I like him to stay steady all his life, let alone you are a woman. Go out and ask who
Don’t want your children to live a peaceful life?"
Speaking of this, Lao Liu whispered: "Your mother and I are not powerful parents. We are ordinary and ordinary parents. We don't expect you to be rich and prosperous and live a stable life.
A girl, twenty-three years old, is a flowery age, but she is in trouble outside. How can your mother and I not worry? How big is it to let go of our hearts?"
Liu Xincheng was a little afraid to continue, but he was still hard on his neck.
"I'm just for the time being. I'll find a job soon... When I get rich and famous, when I get ahead, you and mom will believe that my choice and decision are correct."
Old Liu sighed tiredly, and paused with chopsticks in his hand, feeling that the delicious dishes on the table could not be eaten.
"Xiao Xue, have you heard it? This is called youthful recklessness, but in fact it can also be called 'young ignorance'."
Xue Ling smiled softly and slowly ate the meat soup.
"You, don't be too excited, your children will be blessed by their children."
Old Liu sighed: "Think about it, when you came to the newspaper office, you were probably only in your twenties. You were younger than her now, but why weren't you crazy?"
Liu Xincheng was dissatisfied with her father's criticism of herself, and whispered: "Sister Xue didn't resign in the end? If she hadn't quit her job, she would still spend more than 200 yuan on her job. Not to mention such a large building, even here one
I can't afford it even in small shops."
Old Liu got angry and glared: "What are you talking nonsense! Xiao Xue is doing things down-to-earth, are you? Can you compare with her? You can't even compare with her hair!"
"Okay." Xue Ling patted Lao Liu's arm and smiled, "Don't always blame her. If you think she made the right choice, then give her a chance to face her life well, which is also good.
OK. She has her path, she has her life, you have the responsibility to raise her, but you can't help her live a lifetime, and you can't arrange her life for her, right?"
Old Liu sighed and was powerless: "It's not that I don't support it, it's that she is too ambitious. If she can stabilize and earn a little savings, I might not stop her from doing whatever she wants. But look at it.
, She doesn't even have a shelter now, and she talks about ideals and futures. If ideals are based on empty talk, can they be considered ideals? If there is no bread, there is no life. If you starve to death, what are you talking about ideals!
”
"Your father is right." Xue Ling saw that the father and daughter couldn't stop, so he had to think about inserting the topic, "Xiao Liu, don't just see the glory of pursuing ideals. The sadness and hard work behind it are immeasurable.
Yes. You used me as an analogy just now, but you actually don’t understand the hardships of my entrepreneurial process. When I met your dad, the newspaper was going to hire an English editor. I was not a major in editorial, but your dad really lacked it.
People were anxious to ask for help, so they nodded and asked me to stay. My salary was 180 yuan in the first month, and only 200 yuan in the second month."
Thinking of all the things back then, Xue Ling couldn't help but feel a little moved.
"Every morning, go home in the evening, and work part-time at night as an interpreter. My husband goes to the supply and marketing cooperative during the day to sell things, and at night to do odd jobs to carry goods. At that time, we were all full of ideals, but we never dared to quit our jobs easily.
Because we have no job, we can't live. As we do more and more translations, our days begin to stabilize. Slowly, I invest in the money I use to make other money little by little, and accumulate them one by one.
When choosing to start a business, you must have some guarantees and cannot be separated from reality.”
Liu Xincheng dared not refute and whispered: "I know... I was quite impulsive when I resigned. But I really don't like that job, and I'm simply suffering from it."
Xue Ling smiled slightly and explained: "I didn't like editorial work at that time, but in order to live, I still insisted until the beginning of the next year. For life and bread, I really had to bow my head, and I couldn't
I can't bear it. Your dad is right, you can't be willful in life. Fortunately, you don't have a family and no children behind you, otherwise everyone else will have to follow you."
Liu Xincheng was quiet and dared not refute anymore.
Xue Ling asked with a smile: "Can you tell me what your ideal is? Or should I ask-What kind of work do you want to do?"
Liu Xincheng wanted to speak but stopped, so he glanced at Lao Liu secretly and finally said, "I want to... make money by selling tapes."
Xue Ling was stunned, unexpectedly, her ideal would be to sell things.
Old Liu held his forehead and sighed, unable to speak.
Xue Ling couldn't help asking: "Do you want to sell things?"
"Yes." Liu Xincheng whispered: "Although I always say I'm ideal, I really don't know what I want to do most at first. But every time I pass by someone's store, I always stop unconsciously, guessing that such a store is like this.
Can you make money? How much is the cost, how much price, how much profit can you make? I just think about it for a while and I feel very happy. After I came to the imperial capital, I found that the business of selling tapes was very hot, so I... I
Want to sell audio tapes."
Lao Liu asked back: "Do you have the capital? Do you know where to buy goods? Do you know where to sell them best to make money?"
"I know!" Liu Xincheng embarrassedly: "Apart from not having capital, I have already figured out the others."
Old Liu said "hehe" and laughed sarcastically, "What else can I say? You are a college graduate and don't do a good job. If someone introduces you to work in the company, you don't want it. You would rather do some sales.
If the sales of a big company is really good, and it is like a store, is it worthwhile to read the books? It would be better not to read them at the beginning, and we can save some money!"